540 Quotes by Kiersten White

Ah, stupid, you know I love you, too.

Lada amused herself by lying on her back, throwing a knife straight up to try to snag an apple. Sometimes she did. Sometimes the knife came back down and nearly stabbed her. She was equally entertained by both outcomes.

She had never thought through the sheer logistics of this many people in a small space. Nor had she ever considered that a king would have to figure out how to deal with the chamber pots of a thousand citizens. In her head, it had been all swords and battles and glory and magic.

Radu gazed at the gilded ceiling in exasperation. “People respond to kindness, Lada. They trust a smile more than a promise that you will leave them choking on their own blood.” Lada snorted. “Yes, but my promise is more sincere than your smiles.

Some things, the best things, do last forever.

Lada remembered that one. She only really cared for the old stories, the ones about battles and lions and armies. She had no use for Jesus with his parables and healing. She liked the wrathful god, the god of vengeance and war.

Then the other door opened. I wen’t rigid. If I had thought Reth’s was beautiful, it was nothing to this soul. It filled the night with light, dancing and rippling like the reflection on a pond. I hadn’t seen many souls, but I knew this one was special. I wanted it. I needed it.

Because she, too, was grateful for who she was. She would not wish any part of herself away.

I know it’s been rough on her – it’s been rough on everyone, having the entire world change yet again. But we do what Watchers do: We keep going.